Hillary’s Health

According to rumors, Hillary has pneumonia. It would explain the coughing fits. It would not explain the way she collapsed walking to the van unless she passed out, which would have been quite logical.

Sunday afternoon CNN was forced to admit something is going on with Hillary Clinton’s health. I saw the moment, as she was leaving her daughter’s extremely expensive apartment. As usual, she was very poorly coordinated, fashion wise. I don’t know if we would mention this if we were dealing with a man. She did have what appeared to be a Chanel bag. Anyway – she left the 9/11 memorial after feeling over-heated. Being post-menopausal, I’m always over-heated, and there are times when it makes me feel rather ill. It’s a terrible feeling, one thinks would disappear once menopause comes to an end, but it doesn’t. And – it isn’t a hot flash. It’s different, a churning in the stomach, almost nausea, and an overwhelming feeling of abject exhaustion. I also have a tendency to get a little bitchy. I also want to take the time of being bitchy enough to ask who is coordinating this woman’s wardrobe. It is a shallow thing to ask, but they missed their opportunity with the handbag. It should have been red.

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If you watch the video, Hillary does not stumble. You can see her legs lock. She wasn’t drunk. Her legs appeared to lock in pace, as she was required to almost Frankenstein walk to the van, then she completely collapsed. As she did, her people stepped in to shield her from the press. She nearly fell into the van. That was a physical collapse that seems to echo the rumors of Parkinson Disease.

There is an unreasonable expectation of perfect health for the POTUS. Considering the fact that with very few exceptions we are dealing with people who are over the age of fifty-five, it is foolish not to expect problems. There is NOTHING wrong with leaders of any country having health problems. To expect them not to have problems is irrational and unreasonable. This being said, the public does have a right to know what is going on, unless we’re dealing with the mundane. Hillary has a thyroid problem. So do I. She is being castigated because of the medication she is taking. What idiots who report the news don’t grasp is people can have reactions to medications. I wish I could take what Hillary is taking. I can’t. I can’t take the meds the press thinks she should be taking. I have serious reactions to them. I’m stuck dealing with a few supplements and herbs.

Hillary is taking warfarin. It is a tried and true older blood thinner. It is safer than the newer versions. My mother nearly died taking the modern one. Reporters are castigating Hillary’s physicians for using warfarin instead of something newer and fancier. I would be more worried if she was taking the other meds, which are rapidly being the subject of ambulance chasing lawyers.

They now say she has pneumonia. Some of it makes sense. Some of it doesn’t. A good four-five years ago she had a horrible case of the flu which came close to being fatal. I know all about having that sort of flu. It basically destroys a person’s health. I’ve never been the same. I have a tendency toward chronic fatigue. It does not make me incompetent. It does not indicate that my brain does not work. It just indicates I get terribly tired a times. The brain injury Hillary sustained when she passed out, during the flu, is what is probably causing the problem, and it is a problem.

BUT – not having good heath is not a reason to eliminate being POTUS. The possibility that she has Parkinson’s, or dementia is a reason for her full health records to be released. I’ve had to live with my father and his Alzheimer’s Disease. Once the disease is well established and you know what you are facing is one thing, but when you don’t know what is going on – it is a disaster. It is something for which my family is still paying, literally. This week it cost me at least $1700. When you are totally and completely broke, due to the after effects of a parent’s AD, that’s a heck of a lot of money. We don’t need a POTUS who is hiding a dementia based illness from us.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

SJ Reidhead (aka The Pink Flamingo) is a writer based in New Mexico. The author of two published novels, both westerns: Dust Devil and The Second Mrs. Earp and two published works of non-fictions: TRAVESTY: Frank Waters Earp Agenda Exposed and A Church for Helldorado, Endicott Peabody's 1882 Tombstone Diary. One of the leading authorities on the life of Wyatt Earp and Tombstone during the Earp years, she is writing a series of murder mysteries set in modern day Tombstone. The author is also working on a book about fashion in the Wild West. When complete, there will be over 2100 unpublished antique photographs dating from 1855-1910.

The author's work has appeared in Wild West, True West, Blogcritics, and The Tombstone Times. Recently the author has had to deal with a father who succumbed to Alzheimer's Disease. This is leading to a book dealing with the frustrations of dealing with the frustrations of the disease, finance, legal, health-care, and things no one bothers telling families about it. A portion of the book will contain entries from a blog she kept, detailing the struggle with her father's AD. She is also working on a murder mystery series set in modern day Tombstone and Cochise County. Several books of essays on Christian living are currently in edits. A book of essays and revisions of articles about Wyatt Earp has been completed and will include her latest work detailing her theory about the murder of his second wife, Mattie.

SJ Reidhead has been involved in Republican politics since she was 'a little kid'. During the Reagan years she was a lobbyist working with various non-profit organizations who were attempting to salvage NASA and the American space program after the disastrous Carter years. In spite of ups and downs, and numerous disappointments, politically, it is obvious the only political hope for this country is via the Republican Party. Along with politics she is an opera fanatic, has been known to stalk baritones to the point of being a baritone junkie, and loves baseball.

The Pink Flamingo went on line on October 4, 2005.

THE PINK FLAMINGO STORY

It started out as a joke. During the seven years I worked with the girls of my parish, leading a youth group, one of the things that I stressed were manners. Part of having manners, the way I see it, is to know how to set a proper table, host a party, cater it, and clean up afterward. I was fortunate enough to have a group of very talented girls in my youth group. They learned how to plan for, and execute large church functions, very properly. During one such function I noticed there were several incredibly tacky pink flamingos sitting on the table. Knowing the girls were up to something, I said nothing. A few months later they did the same thing at a function I was hosting at my home. I said nothing. They had a birthday party for me. More pink flamingos appeared - and a joke was born.

Thanks to the girls, all of whom are now grown, I have a collection of pink flamingos. It has become an ongoing joke. When I began working on my political blog, I realized the only possibly title was The Pink Flamingo!